Larry Gelbart Quotes

Usually when a lot of men get together, it's called a war.

The lamp of war is kindled here, not to be extinguished but by torrents of blood.

The enemies of peace have not disappeared.

Those who stand on our side in the fight against terrorism are our friend. Those on the opposite side are our enemy.

Fighting has been a part of my life for my entire existence.

War? War is an organized bore.

This is a war universe. War all the time. There may be other universes, but ours seems to be based on war and games.

This is what war does. Right here, in my hands. This is war.

War is a generality, so are the inevitabilities of war, including death.

War is life multiplied by some number that no one has ever heard of.

If we have to go to war, we will.

War was the ultimate chaos, a pounding, soul-destroying snarl, ending in blown-apart men lying unburied on the cold earth. There was nothing more cosmically chaotic than war.

We shall not enter into any of the abstruse definitions of war used by publicists. We shall keep to the element of the thing itself, to a duel. War is nothing but a duel on an extensive scale.

I have a deep sympathy with war; it so apes the gait and bearing of the soul.

It needs but one foe to breed a war, and those who have not swords can still die upon them.

People don't seem to understand that it's a damn war out there. Maybe my methods aren't socially acceptable to some, but it's what I have to do to survive. I don't go out there to love my enemy. I go out there to squash him.

The war tried to kill us in the spring. As grass greened the plains of Nineveh and the weather warmed, we patrolled the low-slung hills beyond the cities and towns. We moved over them and through the tall grass on faith, kneading paths into the windswept growth like pioneers. While we slept, the war rubbed its thousand ribs against the ground in prayer.

In time of war, the Devil makes more room in Hell.

War is death's feast.

No country is so wild and difficult but men will make it a theater of war.

What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?

War: that mad game the world so loves to play.

War is the greatest fun man can have with his pants on.